Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Right now, with the fire blazing in her eyes and hands propped on her hips, she has every man in here wondering how hot she can be.
I catch her around the waist and yank her across my thighs, leaning in and speaking low. “Jewls, there a reason you pranced your ass into a gym full of men looking like sex on heels?”
The fire dies, and she relaxes. “I came to see you.”
As much as that pleases me, there’s something else on her mind. “We have plans for lunch.”
With my schedule back to normal, it’s been three nights without her in my bed. Her face faintly flinches, telling me we no longer have plans for lunch.
“Jewls?”
“My schedule changed.”
“Outside of a few hours at Tom’s, we haven’t seen each other this week. What’s up?”
“Well, that’s why I came. Thought you may want to know.”
Instantly, my back straightens. “Rowan?”
At her name, Ford steps closer.
“In a good way.”
A little of the tension eases. Rowan is due some good luck.
“I’m meeting with Finn and Robbie at Hayes Security this morning. Rowan’s decided to stay in the studio over the salon. Robbie’s offered to install one of those fancy security systems. He even offered to put one in her house when she’s ready.”
This is good news, but I can’t help but think of the cost. Jewls’ theory matched our conclusion that the attack had a personal edge to it. Rowan was overpowered early on, and the assailant did damage on purpose. So far, we have found no reason for his entry. She insists it wasn’t her douchebag ex. For now, Rowan’s livelihood is limited, and that has to hit hard. “She needs help with the cost, let me know.”
“Ditto,” Ford declares.
Her eyes swing between us and her smile goes wide. “You are amazing, but it gets better. Hayes Security is now on my list of resources for crisis coalition. Robbie’s dad spoke with Rowan this morning and offered a generous discount.”
Ford and I share a silent agreement. Whatever the cost, we’ll pitch in.
“What time is your meeting?”
“Nine.”
I place her on her feet and grab my towel. “Better get moving.”
“Moving where?”
“I need a quick shower before we go.”
“We?”
“We,” Ford confirms.
“I didn’t invite you,” she snaps.
“Good thing we don’t need an invite.”
“You’re being intrusive.”
“And you’re being cute.”
Ford coughs loudly to cover his laugh.
“I’m capable of working with Finn and Robbie on my own.” Her getting more riled up doesn’t benefit me. It brings more attention her way.
“I’m aware, but we’re experts in home security. And Rowan’s trust in men is currently shit, but she trusts us.”
She tries a new tactic. “You guys haven’t even slept yet. I’ll be fine.”
I tip her face and kiss across her lips, shutting this down. “Do me a favor and wait for me in your car.”
“You’re being ridiculous.”
“There are forty sets of eyes glued on your ass in these pants. I work with most of these guys. It’ll suck to beat someone down because he’s stupid enough to make a move while I’m in the shower.”
Her eyes dart side to side.
“Eyes back on me, Jewls.”
“Seriously, you’re a brute. Don’t women work out here?”
“Mostly women with an agenda.”
Realization dawns. “Fine, I’ll make some calls while I wait, but we’re discussing your possessive tendencies later tonight.”
I bend to her ear, pulling the lobe between my teeth. “It’s been three days. If you have the energy after I’m done with you, we’ll discuss whatever you want.”
Her breath hitches, and I spin her toward the exit. “Car, Jewls. I’ll be there in ten.”
She sways slightly, then shakes her head all the way out the door.
“Gotta say, Jewls knows how to make an entrance and an exit,” Ford remarks.
I make a mental note that is something we will discuss tonight.
“I… I… need…” she pleads, her nails digging into my scalp.
I slow, and her thighs tremble against my palms.
“Please.” She bucks up, grinding frantically.
The tip of my tongue circles her slit before spearing back into her pussy. She moans again, squirming desperately. Her taste fills my mouth, making my cock throb painfully. Fuck, I need to get inside her.
It takes all I have to slow again, making her wait for it.
“You’re torturing me.”
At that, I’m done, sucking her clit hard and licking until she’s quivering and rambling incoherently. Her back arcs and cries echo off the walls.
Pride surges through my system. No one has the pleasure of feeling her lose control. It’s all mine. I savor the last few seconds of her orgasm, then kiss along her stomach, bracing over her.
“Look at me.” The demand is rougher than intended, and when her gaze meets mine, the glimmering, hazy, green orbs are my downfall.
I slide into her gently, her heat sucking me inside. “So fucking perfect.”
She purrs, rising to take me in one thrust.
“Damn, baby, so tight. Are you okay?” Her pussy stretches tightly around my cock.